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7 BEST FRIENDS & MORE Mountain Views-News Saturday, June 23, 2018 BEST FRIEND Happy Tails by Chris Leclerc Precious is a lovely 4-year-old all-sable German Shepherd girl with soulful brown eyes and perky long ears that seem to go on for miles. Weighing about 66 pounds, this gorgeous girl arrived at the shelter when she was surrendered by previous owners. It was quickly noticed that Precious is a smart girl who had learned basic commands such as “come” “sit” “stop” for treats . While she is great on the leash and on walks, she does not know anything about toys and is shy when meeting people for the first time. She is great with kids and leashed trained. .During her time at the shelter and with much-needed TLC, Precious is slowly coming out of her shell making the most out of her walks and baths that make her shiny black coat shine much brighter. Typical of her breed, Precious is a very intelligent girl who needs a family who can keep her engaged and learning new things. More importantly, Precious deserves her own forever loving home who will treat her as another family member and show her all the joys of living inside a home, playing with toys and going on adventures. If you’re that forever loving family, please stop by to meet Precious! Her adoption fee is $145 and includes spay surgery, vaccinations, microchip and a free wellness exam at a participating veterinarian. Feel free to call us at (626) 286- 1159 for more information. She currently resides at the San Gabriel Valley Humane Society located at 851 E. Grand Avenue in San Gabriel which is located off San Gabriel Blvd, north of Mission and south of Las Tunas Drive. To arrange a ‘Meet and Greet’, please stop by any time from 10:30am to 4:30pm Tuesday through Sunday. Website: www.sgvhumane.org. ANIMALS IN OUR OWN WORDS If you happen to cross my path on any given day, and if we happen to strike up a conversation along the way, you can be sure the topic of our talk will be, in some way, related to animals. There is a reason why, after years of working in an office or on a construction site, I chose to occupy my time with the fine furry felines and kind canines in my community. If you ask me, there is nothing more rewarding, nor is there a more prestigious position than that of simply being beside a beloved pet. I share my feelings about the importance of animals in this column every week and I imagine there are some readers who think I am quite a character (or perhaps a few other choice adjectives), for the way I refer to them as God’s gift to mankind. That’s okay with me. I will always stand strong on my conviction that God created all animals for an express purpose far and away beyond what we simple humans can fully fathom. I once heard someone say the reason why dogs live such short lives compared to humans is because when God created all beings, he determined that each would be allowed into heaven when he or she learned to live by the principle of unconditional love, and it seems that dogs ‘get it’ a lot sooner than humans do! This week I thought I’d share a list of quotes from some of my fellow animal lovers, including a few words inspired by the Creator Himself. I often subscribe to such sayings in my daily life and I am pleased that there have been numerous folks throughout history who’ve had experiences similar to my own when it comes to understanding and appreciating what the animals have to offer. Some of these quotes are rather whimsical in nature while others are more austere, but they all make a point that I hope will not be lost in interpretation; That the animals have made their mark in a very special way, both in our hearts and on this earth. Try to be the steward that God intended you to be. Respect them, care for them, and love them. “Animals are my friends…and I don’t eat my friends.” ~ George Bernard Shaw “The godly care for their animals, but the wicked are always cruel.” ~ Proverbs 12:10 (NIV) “The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi “Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That’s the problem.” ~ A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh “People speak sometimes about the ‘bestial’ cruelty of man, but that is terribly unjust and offensive to beasts, no animal could ever be so cruel as a man, so artfully, so artistically cruel.” ~ Fyodor Dostoyevsky “I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.” ~ Winston S. Churchill “I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it’s such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.” ~ Ellen DeGeneres “A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.” ~ Josh Billings “Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.” ~ Mark Twain “The assumption that animals are without rights and the illusion that our treatment of them has no moral significance is a positively outrageous example of Western crudity and barbarity. Universal compassion is the only guarantee of morality.” ~ Arthur Schopenhauer, The Basis of Morality “Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day. It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them.” ~ John Grogan, Marley and Me: Life and Love With the World’s Worst Dog “Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.” ~ Dean Koontz, False Memory “I have from an early age abjured the use of meat, and the time will come when men such as I will look upon the murder of animals as they now look upon the murder of men.” ~ Leonardo da Vinci “If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.” ~ Woodrow Wilson “Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” ~ Anatole France “Love and let live.” ~ Chris Leclerc UNBELIEVABLY PRECIOUS! Meet our youngest: KRISSY, age 3 mos. She’s an adorable dilute calico, and is going to grow up to be gorgeous! Longhaired, fluffy little girl! Sweet as all get out, too! Scoop her up now. She’ll make a loving companion and has been fostered with other cats and dogs. Don’t miss her video, at https://www.youtube.com/ watch?v=jmsphfjQcMM Krissy will come spayed, current on vaccines, and microchipped. Call 626- 355-7672 or email us at info@lifelineforpets.org for more information. See more pictures of Krissy at http://www.lifelineforpets.org/young-cats.html. THE WORLD AROUND US OUT TO PASTOR A Weekly Religion Column by Rev. James Snyder CHRISTOPHER Nyerges WHY I WROTE MY BOOKS “TUNNEL 16” [part one of the Tunnel series] THE PARSONAGE KITCHEN SHUTDOWN THREAT [Nyerges is the author of many, including “Tunnel 16,” “Sinkhole 102,” “Enter the Forest,” “Extreme Simplicity,” and others. He has also been teaching ethnobotany for many years, in the field and classroom. Information about his books and classes is available from www.SchoolofSelf-Reliance.com. I’ve always wanted to try writing a novel. I’ve even tried a few times, but I either didn’t have the patience to take it all the way to the end, or I didn’t have the imagination for a cogent story. Then one night I had a dream. I was visiting a friend of mine up at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) complex in the foothills of Altadena. Something was happening, and we were being chased by some unseen threatening entities. We ran through what seemed to be underground parking structures, and after a while, the tunnels opened up into a green wilderness area where there were grassy plains and lots of trees. In the dream, I knew I could run there and be safe. As I exited the JPL tunnel, I looked up and saw the number “16” embossed on the cement wall. I don’t recall what happened next in the dream. Later that day, I called my friend who works at JPL and asked, “Is there a tunnel 16 at your work site?” “Hmmm?” my friend responded. “I don’t think so.” Eventually, I was taken on a tour of JPL, and got to look at the Mars yard, and the entrances to various corridors and tunnels, but nothing like I saw in my dream. Regardless, little by little, I created a young character, Rick, and told the tale of how Rick accidentally discovered the hidden and secretive tunnels of Altadena. I used my knowledge of the physical terrain of Pasadena and Altadena to tell the story, so most of the locations actually exist. Rick falls into the tunnel and the youth-focused science fiction story begins. I attempted to incorporate nearly every myth and mystery of Pasadena that I’d ever heard into the novel. In the tunnel, Rick encounters the holographic image of Jack Parsons in a side cave, and Parsons gives Rick instructions for helping to resolve a civil war among an invisible race who live in the tunnel system. Jack Parsons figures large as part of local lore -- he was one of the early developers of JPL, who had a dark side. As a follower of Aleister Crowley, Parsons was known to hold satanic rituals in his South Orange Grove home. Additionally, Parson’s most famous roommate was one L.Ron Hubbard, who ran away with Parson’s girlfriend, and eventually founded Scientology. Other local lore includes the Angeles Forest as the so-called “forest of disappearing children,” and the shaman’s cave found by Dorothy Poole in Descanso Gardens. Rick begins to interact with a JPL security worker, Frank Landry, partly based on a real person, and Landry tries to unravel the mystery of the tunnel before having to report it to his superiors. Actual names and places are used throughout the book, which local residents will recognize. Even famous skeptic Michael Shermer appears in this book, and also appears in the “Sinkhole 102” sequel. I enjoyed writing the book, and I was partly inspired by the fast-moving Hardy Boys novels, which I always enjoyed. “Tunnel 16” is currently available from Amazon’s Kindle, for far less than you’d leave for a tip at a restaurant. Downloads and hard copies will be available from www.SchoolofSelf- Reliance.com. A certain situation has been building in the Parsonage for the last several months. At first, I did not think it too serious but alas, we have reached a terrible impasse. It started a few months ago when I came home, walked into the house and was hit in the face so hard I almost passed out. At the time, I was hoping I would pass out, but no such luck. I think everybody knows what it is like to be hit unexpectedly by something you do not actually expect. I guess that is why it is called unexpectedly. It happened to me and I am not sure I am over it yet. Even though I have been married 46 years, of which most of it has been happily, I did not see this one coming. Just when you think you have your spouse figured out, they do something off the radar. Every husband knows exactly what I am talking about. This makes it hard to buy Christmas and birthday presents. What they liked last year is not what they like this year. I remember buying my wife a watch one year for Christmas of which she was so delighted that for the next four years after I bought her a watch for Christmas. How was I supposed to know she only wanted one watch! I think we hit one of those impasses. Walking into the house, I was hit with the horrific smell of broccoli cooking on the stove. I do not know if you ever smelt such a smell as that but if you are not prepared for it and even if you are prepared for it, it can smack you in the face like you have never been smacked in the face before. When I came to myself and gathered what little composure I could find, I queried the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage who was in the kitchen. “What is that awful smell?” “I don’t know, have you taken a shower yet?” After being married for 46 years, I know when to respond to a question and when not to. I knew if I responded to this question the way I wanted to respond to this question, the smell of broccoli would be the least of my worries at the time. “No,” I said gathering a little bit of manliness about me, “Something in this house smells dreadful. I smelled it as soon as I walked in the door.” Then she chuckled. I hate it when she chuckles. “Oh, that must be the wonderful aroma of broccoli cooking on the stove. Isn’t it marvelous?” Adhering to my rules about questions, I tossed that one aside and opted for another one. “You’re not cooking broccoli for supper tonight, are you?” I was hoping she would catch my attitude of disdain and disgust in this question. Obviously, for whatever reason, she did not catch the drift. “Yes,” she said as chipper as I have ever heard her chip, “I thought I would surprise you with a wonderful dish of broccoli for supper tonight, to go along with our pork chops.” Can you live with a person for so long and not know what they like or do not like? Nobody has to be around me for five minutes before they will understand that broccoli and I have had a feud that has been going on since before the Hatfield’s and McCoy’s. “But I thought you knew I do not like broccoli?” “Oh, that,” she said with another chuckle, “I just thought you were joking.” Nobody jokes about broccoli, especially me. Then a brilliant idea reverberated between my ears. I thought I could take advantage of this situation and sneak in something forbidden in our kitchen and house for that matter, a rare delicacy. “I will then run to the store and get some fresh Apple Fritters for our dessert.” I figured if she wants to put in front of me broccoli the least she can do is allow me an Apple Fritter or two. In a moment, all the chipper drained from her person and she looked at me and said, “Apple Fritters are not allowed in this house.” “Let’s negotiate,” I said as calmly as I have ever been in my life. “I will allow you to eat broccoli tonight if you allow me an Apple Fritter for my dessert.” I wonder if there is a husband living today, that has ever successfully negotiated with his wife. “This is how we will negotiate, we will have broccoli tonight without any Apple Fritter. I am only thinking of your health.” The way she glared at me I knew negotiations were off the table at this time and in its place was some steaming broccoli. What I am going to do is sneak behind her back and eat two, not one but two, Apple Fritters and I will savor every bite. If only we could act like grownups, come together, voice our differences and strike a compromise. After all, our government works that way. I thought about this and came to a certain conclusion. The Christian life is not really negotiating your preference but rather honoring Christ. Jesus said, “For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them” (Matthew 18:20 KJV). When self is at the center of my negotiations, Christ is never honored. The Rev. James L. Snyder is pastor of the Family of God Fellowship, 1471 Pine Road, Ocala, FL 34472. He lives with the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, in Silver Springs Shores. Call him at 352-687-4240 or e-mail jamessnyder2@att.net. The church web site is www.whatafellowship.com. 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